We're All Mad Here

Coffee At The Tea Party

I found out about this sculpture of Alice (in Wonderland) thorough another blog post and was surprised to never have spotted it as we frequently take refuge, coffee in hand, the grounds of Guildford Castle after a particularly punishing shopping spree.

The fact that it is tucked away in a little annexe coupled with my inability to read the simplest of maps meant a spell playing round and round the garden (literally!) until I tracked it down.

The playing card design worked into the wrought iron gates was the first giveaway.

The Carpenter and the Walrus sprang to mind at this point -

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"

                                      Fortunately she was worth the unplanned hike.

Situated looking on to Lewis Carrols Guildford residence, with the castle as a backdrop she looked rather lovely in the late summer sunshine and is certainly worth seeking out.

Reynard Strikes Again

In my teens I was the victim of a most heinous crime.

Nonchalantly leaving my much beloved green DM boots by the back door one night, I awoke to find them strewn across the lawn and partially masticated. It seems our local vixen took exception to my fashion sense and attempted to rectify the situation by rendering said footwear stinking and unwearable.

As a result this notice in the local newsagents struck a chord...